Breaking Free

Sometimes it's necessary to break free.


It's fascinating to watch the cottontails break apart, each seed left with its own little sail, preparing for flight, waiting for the wind to cast it who knows where. It's so simple, and so astoundingly clever.

To add a bit of context, this shot was taken in the little patch of cottongrass in Hangingstone Quarry, as seen in the lower left corner of yesterday's blip.